Too Cool for School??

No, I am not to cool for school. I've been looking at the local community college's website. They offer so much at this school! Culinary Arts is one of them. I'd love to become a baker and start my own business, but I feel the next five years will not be a time to start a small business. I could become a paralegal, but really, if I'm going to do that, I might as well go to law school. Paralegals are the unsung heroes of the legal world. They do too much and get paid too little. I've been thinking about college lately because of facebook and my sister. My sister will be graduating this Friday with her Masters Degree! A freakin' Masters Degree!!! (congrats sissy!) Everyone has been posting pictures from their graduations on facebook. There are ladies from high school, younger than me, who I played fieldhockey with and even babysat a few times back in the day, and they graduated with a Masters Degree this weekend. I can't help but have a weebit of a pity party when I see that and I am unemployed with only a certificate from a technical school. Believe it or not though, I only blame half of my unsuccessful go at college on me, the other half on my wonderful guidance counselor in high school. I told her I wanted to become a baker and go to culinary art school, had the application filled out and everything. She informed me that I wouldn't be successful and that I should just go to community college. A few days later her boyfriend (my social studies teacher) took me aside at a basketball game and informed me that they had discussed my future and feel that I should work on a cruiseship as a performer! So, in a way, I feel that those two buttholes shot my dreams out of the picture. I know I shouldn't have let them, but come on, I was seventeen, and had no idea how it would all pan out. So, anyways, I'm thinking about going back to school, finishing up my liberal arts degree and possibly become a high school guidance counselor. I want to be the person that when a young girl or boy comes into my office with a dream, I help them achieve it or at least give them hope. I want to help someone down the right path. I want to help them make their own decision, but with alittle guidance. I don't know, I just feel that I need to do something to make a difference in the world. I'd like to go home at the end of the day and feel that I helped someone. The career field that I've worked in the last few years is good. And when I say good I mean good money. However, its quite disheartening. Especially when you're working with huge corporations and not the little man. You kind of feel like a sell out. You kind of feel like you're the devil trying to get people to sell their souls for the lowest offer to settle out of court when really the deserve a million dollars and maybe half of California. Even though I was the lowest person on the totum pole, there were nights were I had a hard time sleeping. Anyways, if I became something like a guidance counselor, I still may have a hard time sleeping at times, but at least I could help high schoolers sleep alittle easier, knowing that their on the path to success and not just mediocore, sleepless, "what if?" nights, then I'd feel successful. I don't know. I'm just at this part in my life where I want to do something amazing. I want a degree. I want to hang it up on the wall for everyone to see. I want to be able to put it at the top of my resume. I want to be able to see how many jobs come up on careerbuilder when I put in at least Associates Degree, and not just "entry level". My guidance counselor may have short changed me, but really, I think I've been short changing myself the last 7 years. She wasn't the one planning by destiny, I was. I still am. I feel that I owe myself this much to go back to school. To challenge myself. To leave a footprint on the world. At least my world.

Love to you all...